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JOHN  KELMAN 
D.D. 


1  \  H.-.^^'<;-'-9^^ic!^ 


3V425S 


Your  Sons  and  your  Daughters  shall 
Prophesy   .   .   .  Your  Young  Men 


shall  See  Visions. 


-^^^^S  OF  ?mcEi 
AUG    28  1979 


A  SERMON 

Delivered  in  the 

Fifth  Avenue  Presbyterian  Church 

New  York  City 

Sunday,  January   11,  1920 


By  the  Pastor,  the 

REV.  JOHN  KELMAN 

D.D. 


A 


^^OiOQ\QM  St>^5 


Printed  by  the  Filth  Avenue  Presbyterian  Church 


Copyright  192V 
John  Kelman,  D.D. 


Your  Sons  and  Your  Daughters  shall 

Prophesy  .  .  .  Your  Young  Men 

shall  See  Visions. 

By  Rev.  John  Kelman,  D.D, 


Your  Sons  and  your  Daughters  shall  Prophesy  .  .  .  Your  Young 
Men  shall  See  Visions, — Joel  3  :  28. 


MY  message  this  morning  is  for  the  young  men 
and  women  of  the  congregation  and  for 
any  of  their  friends  who  would  care,  along 
with  them,  to  join  in  the  class  in  preparation  for  the 
coming  communion  which  we  are  about  to  start.  I 
wish  to  invite  to  that  class,  not  only  those  who  have 
already  made  up  their  mind  as  to  taking  this  step, 
but  everyone  who  has  been  or  is  in  the  least  degree 
interested  in  it.  It  is  a  great  thing  to  be  a  Christian, 
and  it  is  a  great  thing  to  profess  to  be  one.  Whether 
we  are  prepared  to  take  that  momentous  step  or  not, 
it  is  at  least  important  that  we  should  know  what  it 
means  and  what  the  refusal  of  it  means.  So  I  invite 
you  all  to  meet  me  these  coming  Sundays  that  we 
may  talk  with  the  utmost  frankness  about  Christ  and 
the  Christian  life.  You  will  be  abundantly  welcome, 
and  your  coming  will  involve  no  obligation  either 
for  the  present  or  for  future  occasions. 

1.  The  prophecy  of  youth.  The  gift  of  proph- 
ecy has  been  in  many  minds  associated  with  the  idea 
of  old  age.  We  think  of  the  aged  bard  in  The  Lady 
of  the  Lake,  and  of  other  prophetic  minstrels  fa- 


mous  in  story  and  in  song,  until  we  have  conceived  of 
this  as  an  elderly  accomplishment,  a  gift  of  the  spirit 
bestowed  upon  those  who  have  no  longer  much  stake 
in  the  vivid  game  of  life.  Consequent  upon  this  per- 
haps is  the  further  idea  that  prophecy  goes  with  a 
sense  of  sadness.  The  last  and  hardest  thing  for 
man  to  learn  upon  the  earth  is  foresight.  Foresight 
is  simply  a  calculation  based  upon  experience.  The 
aged  prophet's  message  can  never  quite  disentangle 
itself  from  its  sources  in  his  memory.  He  has  lived 
through  many  things  and  outlived  the  surprises  of 
life.  Each  new  situation  reminds  him  of  something 
in  the  past,  and  will  probably  lead  on  to  events  some- 
what similar  to  those  which  have  happened  before. 
Thus,  along  with  any  inspiration  that  there  may  be 
in  such  prophecy,  there  is  a  good  deal  that  is  quite 
definitely  calculated.  The  sage  remembers  too  many 
things,  and  experience  dilutes  his  prophecy  and 
keeps  it  from  spontaneousness.  It  has  been  well 
said  of  experience  that  it  is  like  the  stern  lights  of  a 
ship,  revealing  the  track  only  after  one  has  passed 
over  it,  but  leaving  the  future  dark  and  undis- 
tinguishable.  This  is  of  course  only  partially  true, 
and  the  gift  of  foresight  founded  upon  wise  years  of 
experience  is  one  of  the  most  useful  elements  in  life. 
At  the  same  time  such  foresight  is  an  art  rather  than 
a  gift,  and  it  is  difficult  for  the  aged  and  experienced 
prophet  to  regain  or  to  hold  the  unsophisticated 
freshness  of  his  vision. 

The  prophecy  of  youth  is  different.  You  are  not 
troubled  by  entangling  experiences,  for  you  have  not 
had  them.    You  are  not  interested  in  what  has  been, 


but  in  what  is  going  to  be.  There  is  all  the  differ- 
ence between  your  prophecy  and  the  aged  bard's  that 
there  is  between  a  man  toiling  to  the  top  of  a  hill, 
with  a  horizon  sweeping  out  further  and  further  as 
he  climbs,  and  the  sudden  flash  of  landscape  seen  by 
a  young  athlete  in  the  act  of  leaping  over  a  wall. 
You  see,  as  it  were  in  the  brilliant  light  of  instinc- 
tive vision,  the  glories  and  splendors  of  the  world. 
Thus  yours  is  a  wilder  and  surer  thing  than  theirs, 
and  the  real  prophets  are  the  young. 

A  recent  writer  has  told  us  that 

There  is  more  poetry  in  being  young 

Than  in  the  finest  song  that  Shakespeare  sung. 

And  the  same  might  be  said  with  equal  truth  of 
prophecy.  Our  sons  and  our  daughters  do  indeed 
prophesy.  Our  young  men  and  women  see  visions 
every  day.  Not  only  do  they  prophesy  and  see 
visions :  they  themselves  are  the  supreme  prophecy 
of  our  time.  A  young  life  has  in  it  the  unde- 
veloped and  undisclosed  future.  Upon  what  they 
are  and  what  they  think  today,  depends  what  we 
all  shall  be  and  think  tomorrow.  They  stand  at 
the  opening  of  the  gates  of  time,  and  set  for  his- 
tory its  course  as  it  passes  through.  You  who  would 
read  the  course  of  future  events  and  understand 
the  evolution  of  the  human  race,  study  the  young. 
The  new  ideas,  that  will  one  day  become  common- 
place and  dominate  the  thought  of  men,  are  al- 
ready looking  out  upon  you  from  their  eyes.  What 
they  are  thinking  today,  we  all  must  think  per- 
force, or  at  least  we  must  face  it  and  know  why  we 


refuse  it,  before  the  year  is  out.  In  them  the  fu- 
ture is  latent,  and  even  the  crudest  of  their  dreams 
is  but  the  seed-form  of  something  which  in  its 
maturity  may  be  wise  and  potent.  It  is  not  too 
much  to  say  that  not  only  shall  our  sons  and  our 
daughters  prophesy ;  they  actually  are  the  one  great 
prophecy  which  still  lingers  upon  the  earth. 

How  then  may  we  interpret  this  prophecy?     In 

-other  words,  what  is  the  meaning  of  youth?    What 

is  it  you  would  say  to  us  who  are  older?    What  is 

it  that  we  see  when  we  search  those  eyes  of  yours 

that  look  so  freshly  on  the  living  world? 

Well,  frankly,  we  do  not  find  much  pity  nor  much 
patience  there.  You  are  the  most  merciless  of 
critics.  Our  attempts  at  argument  seem  garrulous  to 
you.  You  leap  at  your  conclusions  and  utter  final 
criticisms  upon  men  and  things  with  all  the  au- 
thority of  the  Oracle  of  Delphi.  That  is  precisely 
as  it  should  be.  You  have  not  seen  much  sorrow 
yet,  nor  have  you  been  so  often  defeated  as  we  have 
been.  Much  is  waiting  for  you  that  will  tone  down 
the  absoluteness  of  your  judgment:  but  may  God 
keep  you  from  it  all  before  its  time !  It  takes  a 
good  while  to  teach  any  of  us  really  to  understand 
the  heart  of  the  under  dog:  and  may  it  be  long  be- 
fore you  know  anything  about  it! 

On  the  other  hand  you  have  boundless  faith  in 
life,  and  for  the  sake  of  that  superb  gift  we  shall 
be  willing  to  bear  the  thorns  of  your  pitilessness 
and  the  briars  of  your  impatience.  Faith  in  life  is 
the  thing  which  is  wanted  most  of  all  in  a  time  like 
this.      We    older   people   believe   any   quantity   of 


creed — sometimes  a  great  deal  more  than  is  good 
for  us — but  we  do  not  sufficiently  believe  in  life 
itself.  We  find  it  easy  enough  to  believe  in  future 
life,  and  we  simply  have  to  believe  in  past  life :  but 
you  believe  in  life  here  and  now,  and  that  is  the 
real  triumph  of  faith.  Your  imagination  is  un- 
wearied with  disillusion.  Your  confidence  is  un- 
dulled  by  experience.  This  is  the  time  of  life  "when 
anything  seems  possible  to  the  brave  and  faithful, 
and  when  facts  and  examples  count  for  nothing  un- 
less they  favor  your  own  views."  God  bless  you 
for  that.  How  we  thank  Him  for  your  headstrong 
confidence !  You  are  indeed  prophets,  and  yours  is 
the  faith  that  overcometh  the  world. 

Another  of  your  gifts  is  that  of  unwearied  cour- 
age and  energy  which  can  never  be  content  with 
mere  vision  as  a  spectacle.  You  are  on  tiptoe  to 
accomplish  the  fulfillment  of  your  own  prophecies, 
and  to  turn  your  visions  into  experiment  and  prac- 
tice. Where  the  eye  has  seen  the  foot  will  follow. 
What  you  see  today  you  set  yourselves  to  realize 
tomorrow. 

Once  again,  you  are  determined  in  this  genera- 
tion to  be  yourselves.  Long  ago  it  was  otherwise, 
and  for  many  generations  in  olden  times  the  young 
were  merely  stereotyped  copies  of  those  who  pre- 
ceded them.  Those  stereotype  plates  are  all  broken 
now,  and  each  generation  has  to  set  up  its  type  for 
itself.  We  know  very  well  that  you  are  not  going 
to  copy  us.  Heaven  forbid  that  you  should.  You 
make  it  abundantly  evident  that  you  are  not  going 
to  do  things  just  because  other  people  do  them,  but 


that  you  feel  the  responsibility  of  your  own  cap- 
taincy and  command.  When  we  crowd  the  bridge 
and  hinder  your  steering  there,  you  tell  us  in  no 
doubtful  tones  that  you  are  the  captain  of  this  ship 
of  yours,  and  that  there  is  no  room  for  so  many 
large  persons  on  your  bridge. 

Well,  this  is  all  right.  Far  be  it  from  us  to 
check  the  liberties  of  youth,  far  less  to  insist  upon 
its  reproducing  those  patterns  of  ours  whose  faulti- 
ness  we  know  too  well.  There  is  only  one  thing  to 
remember,  and  you  will  excuse  us  if  we  entreat  you 
to  consider  it.  It  is  a  great  thing  to  be  determined 
to  be  oneself.  But  the  question  must  sooner  or 
later  arise.  Which  self  are  you  going  to  be?  For 
human  nature  is  composite,  and  the  phrase  may 
cover  many  varieties  of  character.  We  are  told 
of  a  young  Oxford  idealist  who  boasted  to  his 
preceptor  that  his  reason  for  coming  to  Oxford 
was  that  he  might  be  free  to  be  himself,  and  re- 
ceived the  laconic  answer,  "Couldn't  you  try  for 
something  better  than  that?"  It  is  never  a  safe 
rule  of  life  for  old  or  young  to  follow  the  bidding 
of  their  present  selves,  and  to  obey  the  impulses  of 
their  will  and  desire  as  these  stand.  There  is  in 
each  of  us  a  spirit  far  beyond  that  to  which  we 
have  yet  attained,  and  a  large  reserve  of  powers  as 
yet  undeveloped.  Do  not  set  it  up  as  your  aim  in 
life  to  realize  your  actual  present  selves,  and  to  in- 
sist upon  continuing  to  be  just  as  you  now  are. 
Demand  room  for  growth  in  your  own  ideals,  and 
for  progress  in  your  own  character,  both  in  thought 
and  action.     Aim  at  being  your  best  possible  selves, 

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the  men  and  women  you  have  it  in  you  to  be,  and 
not  upon  forcing  the  stamp  of  your  own  present 
will  upon  every  possible  choice  which  may  occur. 

So  we  salute  you,  sons  and  daughters  of  America. 
We  thank  God  as  we  see  you  boldly  marching 
through  the  stormy  world  of  today  with  torches 
blown  flat  but  blazing  still.  We  believe  that  your 
adventurous  spirit  is  safer  and  more  full  of  promise 
than  cautious  experience  of  any  kind  would  be. 
We  believe  in  you  and  in  your  daring  faith.  We 
count  that  you  yourselves  are  our  most  heartening 
prophecy,  and  we  read  the  future  in  your  eyes. 
Remember  this,  brothers  and  sisters,  and  in  the  days 
of  temptation  that  will  surely  come  upon  you  let  our 
trust  be  a  shield  that  will  preserve  you. 

I  would  like  to  sum  up  all  that  I  have  said  to  you 
in  the  beautiful  and  rather  wonderful  words  of 
O'Shaughnessy : — 

We  are  the  music-makers, 

And  we  are  the  dreamers  of  dreams, 
Wandering  by  lone  sea-breakers 

And  sitting  by  desolate  streams ; 
World-losers  and  world-forsakers 

On  whom  the  pale  moon  gleams : 
Yet  we  are  the  movers  and  shapers 

Of  the  world  forever,  it  seems. 

With  wonderful  deathless  ditties 

We  build  up  the  world's  great  cities, 

And  out  of  a  fabulous  story 

We  fashion  an  empire's  glory. 
One  man  with  a  dream,  at  pleasure 

Shall  go  forth  and  conquer  a  crown ; 
And  three  with  a  new  song's  measure 

Can  trample  an  empire  down. 


We,  in  the  ages  lying 

In  the  buried  past  of  the  earth, 
Built  Nineveh  with  our  sighing 

And  Babel  itself  with  our  mirth, 
And  o'erthrew  them  with  prophesying 

To  the  old,  of  the  new  world's  worth ; 
For  each  age  is  a  dream  that  is  dying 

Or  one  that  is  coming  to  birth. 


2.  The  message  of  your  prophecy.  We  do  not 
only  want  to  hear  your  prophecy.  We  want,  so  far 
as  that  may  be,  to  understand  what  it  means.  Give 
us  the  interpretation  of  your  visions.  What  is  in 
your  mind  at  the  back  of  them — tell  us,  if  you  will. 
What  will  you  be  thinking  when  you  are  our  age, 
and  what  will  you  have  made  of  the  world  by  then? 
We  shall  be  gone  by  that  time,  and  the  memory  of 
us  will  be  fast  fading  away.  The  future  will  be  all 
in  your  hands — up  to  you  to  make  what  you  will 
of  it.  Of  course  everyone  can  see  many  of  the 
practical  aspects  of  your  new  world.  The  League 
of  Nations,  say  what  you  will  of  it,  is  the  inescapable 
ideal  for  all  unjaundiced  minds  today.  Those  of 
you  especially  who  have  fought  and  who  know  what 
war  is,  must  surely  include  the  end  of  war  in  your 
prophecy;  and  everyone  of  you  who  has  heard 
even  an  echo  of  the  bitter  cry  of  the  world  must 
include  those  better  days  of  justice  and  of  brother- 
hood whose  vision  has  created  the  social  conscience 
of  our  time.  These  and  other  ideals  which  for  a 
moment  blazed  out,  familiar  as  they  were  splendid, 
when  you  went  forth  to  war,  are  the  essential  stuff 
of  your  prophecy.     But  the  question  now  is,  what 

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are  you  going  to  do  with  this  vision  splendid  of 
mortal  life  which  you  have  seen?  Three  things  I 
would  urge  upon  you  especially. 

(1)  Keep  yourselves  in  the  line  of  vision.  It 
is  a  great  thing  and  not  a  little  thing  that  you  have 
done,  a  wise  thing  and  not  a  foolish,  when  you  have 
seen  the  King  in  His  beauty  and  the  land  that  is 
very  far  off.  Do  not  allow  yourselves  to  be  shamed 
out  of  it,  nor  to  be  laughed  out  of  it,  nor  to  be 
tempted  out  of  it,  nor  to  be  bullied  out  of  it.  There 
is  a  breed  of  young  men  who  exchange  the  visions 
of  their  early  youth  for  what  they  please  to  call 
smartness.  God  save  us  from  the  smart  young 
man !  He  is  cautious  before  his  time,  and  proud 
of  a  certain  cheap  cynicism  whose  main  components 
are  a  professed  disbelief  in  the  honor  of  men  and 
the  virtue  of  women.  His  spirit  is  dulled  and  vul- 
garized by  selfishness,  self-indulgence  and  sensual- 
ity. May  God  save  us  from  the  smart  young  man ! 
But  still  more  may  He  save  us  from  the  smart 
young  woman !  Beside  her  the  smart  young  man  is 
the  merest  child.  The  girl  of  today  holds  the  man's 
immortal  soul  in  her  hands,  as  her  mother  did  be- 
fore her.  She  either  tells  him  to  reverence  his  own 
ideals  or  to  scorn  them.  She  kindles  vision  and 
inspires  prophecy,  or  else  she  quenches  them  to 
pamper  her  vanity  and  feed  her  passion  for  power. 
When  she  does  this  may  God  forgive  her,  for  the 
man  whom  she  made  her  victim  will  never  forgive 
her  when  he  has  found  her  out. 

(2)  Hold  on  to  your  ideals  through  your  life- 
time.    Too  often  these  are  but  morning  splendors 

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which  pass  into  a  rather  dull  and  quiet  noonday. 
But  there  is  no  need  for  this.  We  pass  on  to  you 
our  own  dreams,  and  they  are  the  most  precious 
things  we  have  to  give  you.  Some  of  us  have  be- 
lieved in  them  more  and  more  passionately  as  the 
years  have  increased,  and  we  would  fain  pray  that 
that  may  be  your  case  also.  There  is  nothing  better 
for  the  eyes  of  men  to  see  in  this  world  than  a  spirit, 
now  no  longer  young,  who  still  reverences  the 
dreams  of  his  youth,  and  who  unflinchingly  follows 
them  to  the  end.  Ah,  set  your  lives  at  a  sovereign 
price,  and  guard  them  from  shame  with  a  body- 
guard of  those  ideals  which  shine  like  knights  of 
God.  Keep  in  your  own  souls  the  higher  values  of 
human  life  paramount.  Believe  in  its  beauty  and 
its  joy  and  its  love,  as  things  not  to  be  weighed 
against  any  material  treasure.  Scorn  and  pillory 
all  mean  ways  and  base  ends  of  living.  Pursue 
and  hunt  them  down,  and  hold  them  up  for  con- 
tempt before  the  eyes  of  men.  Despise,  and  glory 
in  despising,  all  sordid  estimates  of  life,  and  all 
success  won  at  the  price  of  honor.  See  what  can 
be  made  of  this  earth  of  yours  in  the  direction  of 
pure  character  and  high  disinterested  service;  and, 
at  whatever  cost,  follow  that  course,  wherever  it 
may  lead  you. 

(3)  Finally,  let  all  this  idealism  of  yours  run 
on  beyond  earth  altogether.  There  have  been  times 
when  the  thought  even  of  the  most  intellectual  was 
earth-bound,  and  when  all  hope  and  realization  of 
immortality  had  been  dropped.  Such  times,  de- 
based,  earthly,   and   sensual,   spent  their   strength 

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upon  the  passing  hour,  and  their  best  hope  was  for 
extinction, — a  hope  indeed  far  too  good  for  the  life 
they  led.  But  you  are  born  into  a  better  time  and 
a  nobler  heritage.  The  things  that  you  believe  in 
for  the  earth  are  things  worthy  to  endure  beyond 
it.  You  know  this,  because  God  has  set  eternity  in 
your  hearts.  Philosophers  have  always  had  their 
arguments  for  immortality,  and  many  have  very 
wistfully  hoped  that  these  arguments  might  turn 
out  to  be  true.  Yet  few  of  them  have  been  con- 
vinced by  argument,  or  have  attained  to  anything 
like  an  absolutely  satisfying  faith.  With  you  it  is 
dififerent.  You  believe  in  heaven,  not  upon  the 
word  of  an  ancient  hope,  nor  upon  the  argument 
of  a  wise  philosopher.  You  believe  in  heaven  be- 
cause you  have  been  there.  When  you  prayed  be- 
side your  mother's  knee — afterwards,  when  love  first 
revealed  itself  in  all  its  wonder  to  your  heart,  and 
since  then  in  high  moments  now  and  then — you  have 
reached  such  heights  of  life  that  every  vitality  and 
beauty  convinced  you  that  in  them  you  had  touched 
an  abiding  reality.  To  you  we  say.  Create  your 
heaven  here,  and  you  shall  certainly  dwell  in  it  for- 
ever. Cultivate  the  heights  of  purity,  of  honor,  of 
love,  and  of  open-hearted  gladness,  and  you  will 
know  that  these  are  among  the  things  that  abide. 
Houses  that  are  made  with  hands  soon  crumble  and 
decay,  but  the  house  that  you  shall  build  with  visions 
is  an  everlasting  home.  There  never  was  a  day  in 
all  the  past  more  hospitable  to  such  thinking  and 
living  than  the  present  is.  We  stand  awe-struck 
upon  the  threshold  of  a  new  world  from  which  the 

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crude  evils  of   the  old   shall,   by   God's  grace,   be 
banished. 

Good  was  it  in  that  dawn  to  be  alive, 
But  to  be  young  was  very  heaven. 

So,  in  this  ardent  and  inspiring  time,  eternity 
claims  you  by  your  visions,  and  it  is  for  you  to  see 
to  it  that  you  shall  never  allow  your  thoughts  of 
life  to  descend  and  grovel  on  the  earth.  It  is  for 
you  to  live  and  die  in  the  light  of  the  highest 
you  have  seen.  Oh,  sons  and  daughters  of  our 
homes,  you  shall  indeed  live  forever ;  therefore, 
while  you  are  upon  the  earth,  live  high,  think  high, 
and  remain  upon  the  heights  until  the  end. 

Some  of  you  may  very  reasonably  be  asking  what 
all  this  has  to  do  with  joining  the  membership  of 
the  church.  I  think  I  may  take  it  for  granted  that 
in  the  main  you  are  one  with  me  in  the  aspiration 
after  lofty  heights  of  living  and  of  thought,  but 
some  of  you  feel  the  church  a  rather  frowzy  old 
place,  misty  with  tradition,  the  enemy  of  gaiety  and 
the  condemner  of  life's  young  dream.  Well,  frank- 
ly, I  never  found  it  so.  If  it  were  so  I  would  hate 
it.  Instead  of  that  I  have  found  it  the  fostering 
place  of  visions,  the  power-house  of  human  ener- 
gies, and  the  place  where  all  that  is  most  delightful 
and  fascinating  in  life  takes  on  its  noblest  character 
and  its  most  enduring  form.  For  the  church  is  just 
the  home  of  Christ,  and  Christ  is  forever  young. 
That  young  Christ  is  not  only  the  Christ  crucified, 
but  the  Christ  beautiful  also.  He  is  the  dreamer  of 
dreams.     He  is  the  lover  of  life.     All  that  is  keen- 

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est  and  sweetest  and  most  alluring  in  your  vision 
of  life  is  His  gift  to  you.  When  you  look  upon 
Him  you  will  indeed  see  beauty  that  you  should  de- 
sire Him,  if  you  look  aright.  I  know  that  the  sad- 
ness of  His  cross  and  the  majesty  of  His  glory  have 
been  apt  sometimes  to  eclipse  man's  sense  of  His 
beauty.  Yet  that  beauty  indeed  remains.  The  Cross 
has  only  shown  the  power  it  has  to  conquer  sin  and 
death.  Still  and  forever  He  stands  for  all  that  we 
count  most  fair.  In  art  and  science,  in  nature  and 
in  home,  all  that  is  dearest  and  most  attractive  to 
us  has  its  dwelling-place  in  Him.  All  lovers  of  the 
earth  whose  love  is  pure  will  find  Him  delightful. 
Let  them  bring  their  delights  to  Him  and  be  thank- 
ful, knowing  that  Christ  is  smiling  whenever  man 
rejoices.  We  ask  you  to  commit  yourselves  to  Him, 
not  that  you  may  surrender  the  flashing  splendors 
of  the  dawn,  and  exchange  them  for  the  dull  routine 
of  a  cloudy  mid-day:  but  that  you  may  see  your 
youth  in  all  its  glory,  and  delight  in  it  to  the  depths 
of  your  heart,  and  have  Him  mould  mighty  dreams 
in  you  and  commit  you  now  and  forever  to  the  best 
and  most  beautiful  visions  of  your  lives. 

This  is  that  Christ  of  Whom  we  shall  speak  to- 
gether in  the  classes  which  are  just  being  formed 
for  the  sacrament.  I  want  to  try  to  show  Him  to 
you  until  you  see  Him  and  feel  the  spell  of  Him 
come  upon  you;  until  you  recognize  in  Him  your 
own  noblest  self  and  all  its  aspirations:  until  you 
simply  cannot  resist  Him,  and  so  shall  feel  your- 
selves constrained  to  join  His  band. 


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